Okay, yeah. Sure, that's fun. Irahl can work with that. He returns the smirk and reminds himself that feeling resentful of the scavenger's reappearance makes no sense anyway. And it's not like he and Vincent had been having a conversation with any weight behind it.

So, he starts walking away--namely, heading toward the end of the track that will afford him the longest distance to fire across.

Glancing over at the scavenger, he tilts his head toward the distant end of the track. "Hey. Set up a good target as far as possible down there, and I'll let you look in my gear bag."

In addition to having a goal to shoot at, he and Vincent might even get another moment to hang out in the meantime.